I was waiting until it was officially "p.m." to post this... but I did NOT barf this morning. WOOHOO! This doesn't mean the morning barfies are gone for good, unfortunately. My morning sickness usually tapers off rather than ending suddenly... but every day it doesn't make an appearance is a GREAT day :) Yay!

Labels: puking

Yeah, see the banner up there? That's no exaggeration. But once it's over this time, it's OVER. (The more I say that, the more I am probably just asking for an accidental fourth child... but it's just so EXCITING that come August, this factory is CLOSED)

More weird dreaming last night, but from what I can remember, no babies in them. I was helping in Ben's kindergarten room and his teacher yelled at me for spilling glitter on the floor. I told her to chill out and got the dustpan to clean it up. Suddenly Ben and Simon appeared on the scene and started playing with all of her toys, which I couldn't stop because I was busy cleaning up glitter. So she had another hissy fit. My mom also made a cameo, just calmly rocking in a rocking chair in the corner and talking to me while I cleaned up the mess. Weird, yes... but not revealing in anyway as far as I can tell.

Never made it out to get a belly band yesterday, so that's definitely on the agenda today. Especially since I spent all day yesterday EATING. I did finally brave the scale and I have gained four pounds. Sheesh -- but, not atypical for me... I gain about a pound a week for the entire first trimester and then start not being able to eat at ALL without hurling, so it slows down after that. So, it's all good. ;)

Labels: dreams, puking, weight

I woke up at 2:30 this morning and laid there, willing myself not to get sick. Thankfully, as is typical of my pregnancies, the nausea is limited to the morning hours right now (or if I wake up in the middle of the night) and I am able to keep food down all day... I will appreciate that while it lasts. I also still find coffee appealing, which I also know isn't long for this world.

I had another dream last night. In this one I was determined to breastfeed, but people kept moving the baby and I had to keep chasing it around the house with giant wet spots on my shirt. At one point, I found Ben with her (yep, another girl dream), rocking her like a pro. It was actually kind of cute, but in the dream I was ridiculously frustrated with the situation. The baby had brown hair and brown eyes this time. Gotta love weird pregnancy hormone-induced sleep.

The dream gender tally now stands at Girl: 2 Boy:0. Don't read too much into that though. I think girls led early on when I was pregnant with Simon too. It isn't until later in the game that the dreams start to get more clear (and in my experience, more accurate) ;)

I dug out the boxes of maternity clothes last night and sorted them out. I haven't gotten on the scale at ALL, but I can definitely tell I've added a pound or three and I can see it in the mirror. Those comfy pants will be rotated into the wardrobe in the next few weeks. I'm not a huge fan of this stage of pregnancy... but it will be over soon enough. And, as I keep telling myself with each and everything that happens this time.... THIS IS THE LAST TIME!!!!! Sad for some parts of it, notsomuch for others. Woohoo!

I can't find my belly band, which irritates me to no end because I am so meticulous with organizing and storing clothes. It will be necessity though in mere days, I'm thinking. so I'm off to get a new one sometime today. I'm sure the old one will turn up as soon as I shell out the $8 for a new one. Grr...

Labels: dreams, month 2, puking